Wild - Jaci Burton Page 0,42

he used to caress her body.

That Seth could fuck her with a wild rush of passion or make their joining an achingly slow journey was a testament to his skill as a lover. He swept her into his arms and laid her on the bed, then stood next to it while he undressed. She turned on her side and watched the slow unveiling of his well-muscled flesh, eager for him to touch her again. When he slid his jeans off, his cock sprang up, and she smiled, reaching for it.

“Let me suck it.” She grabbed her lip between her teeth, waiting. He made her bold, made her ask out loud for things she’d only fantasized about before. Would he accept?

He dropped his lids halfway down in that way she found oh so sexy, then crawled onto the bed, kneeling beside her. Taking his shaft in his hand, he stroked it for her. God, that made her pussy clench, warm cream oozing from her cunt. She reached between her legs.

Just like her fantasies.

“Oh yeah,” he said, approaching her head. “Touch your pussy for me, baby. I like to watch.”

She wanted to make it good for him, to show him how she did it when she was alone in the dark. Planting her feet flat on the bed, she rubbed her pussy, mesmerized by the way he touched himself. He squeezed the head, then fisted the shaft, stroking leisurely at first.

“I’m hungry,” she said, affecting a pout. “Feed me.”

“Christ, Abby.” He scooted toward her and leaned over, sliding his cock between her lips. She took him greedily into her mouth, pressing the heel of her hand against her clit.

Sucking him while masturbating was a heady experience. Her clit swelled, her pussy throbbing. She slid a finger inside her cunt. It gripped her, pulsing around the digit.

Seth fucked her mouth and she lifted her hips, mimicking his movements.

“That’s so fucking hot,” he said. He alternated watching her face and the movements of her hand. She was already close to another orgasm. Bringing herself there with her own hand had always been easy. Frankly, she was amazed she could do it in front of someone. But for some reason it was easy with Seth. He made it so natural for her to show him what pleased her. Because he was more focused on her pleasure than his own.

“Make yourself come for me, Abby. Show me.”

He pulled his cock back, then thrust forward, holding the back of her head so he was feeding her. She plunged two fingers into her cunt and used her other hand now to pluck at her clit.

She was close now, moaning against his shaft.

“Let go, baby,” he whispered. “Come on. Do it for me.”

She did. Seth pulled his cock away from her mouth just as she let out a cry of triumph. A shattering climax sent waves of ecstasy spiraling through her. Seth bent down and drank in her cry with his lips, plunging his tongue inside her mouth.

She was still in the throes of her orgasm when he rolled on top of her and plunged his cock inside her.

Oh, it was heaven, feeling her pussy surround him, contracting with the aftereffects of her orgasm. He held tight to her, gripping her ass as she rode out pulses of sensation that never seemed to stop.

She wrapped her legs around him, arching upward, holding onto him, kissing him.

Loving him.

The revelation made her eyes widen. She stared into his eyes, so open and filled with his own emotion as he made love to her.

Then she squeezed her eyes shut and enveloped Seth in her embrace, feeling him shudder and shake against her as he came. He held her so tight when he climaxed, as if he were crawling inside her to become one with her.

God, she loved that about him.

No.

She couldn’t, wouldn’t think about love.

Not now.

Not ever.

She was just getting her life together, just beginning to explore her freedom. This was just sex. Incredible, mind-blowing sex. And she was confusing orgasms with emotion.

Wasn’t she?

Or was it something altogether different? Was it the fact that he made her feel good about herself, that he took her places she’d never been before, both physically and emotionally? That he genuinely cared about her?

No. No, no, no. She wasn’t ready for this. She had a new life to start. New adventures to have.

How could she be falling in love?

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Abby had a date with mike tonight.

Convinced that she was absolutely, positively mistaken about her emotional reaction to